Mr. Lyrics

Don't look at me like that I'm contemplating on the moment

It's something in the air

I recognize this aroma, it smell like

Gimme everything you got without a commotion

This smile ain't the only thig that captures her focus

I feel like soulja back in the day

I might crank it & hold it

its lowkey creeping up on me

You know that sticky be potent

You know grandmama ain't raise a bitch, she had faith in da boy

You know they still trynna find the scraps to throw hate at ya boy

But I just take the shit to the chin & eat it

Believe me its peaceful, if you can't see the faults in yourself that's beneath me

And I can say that shit with a smirk cuz I mean it

Do you mean to?

Mr. Fee-fi-fo-fum

I just came back from the dealer lemme hold something

The way that silicon be sitting lemme hold something

Baby I don't mean to disrespect, but you can't hold nothing

You can have my feelings and my patience but not Benjamin

Blushing, cuz she thinking I be finishing her sentences but

Really im a riddliest, put petty games aside

And please tell me if you into this

Because if not we got a bone to pick

Remember Mr.?

Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum

Grab a switch I'm finna beat em like he stole something

My partner tripping, he start creeping

When that dose settle

His ambitions as a nappy headed dope seller

On our way to Coachella

Would of thought they known better

Got my foot inside the door waiting for bro to catch up

Niggas be moving at a pace it hardly takes me to strut

While battered & bruised, fill that room up

With proactive things no matter the view

They be begging me to drop like Kas what happened to you?

I got my hand so deep inside of this bag I might fucking loose it

No truces, if they did it once let's make a movie

I'm stupid but compared to y'all I'm a shrewdest

Influenced, by everything around me

Don't look out the window if you scared to see a body

I'm honest, before they come take credit for this knowledge

I'm outti 5,000 could probably move the ground just by walking like

Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum

Went to the Doctor, they diagnosed me with road running

Who got prescriptions of Robitussin his nose running

Feet right behind him, I'm calling game like an umpire

This shit get shiesty, no need vouching

I'll co-sign it, boy be wilding

He lingers to approach silent

Its perfect timing, you see them tinted windows it's a problem be quiet

You ain't supposed to wake a giant, refer to me as

Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum

Grab a switch I'm finna beat him like he stole something